It’s enough to take the
day as it comes, to watch
the ripples on the lake as
the rock sinks to the
bottom, to see the wild
reflection of the surface
calm into a mirror once
again. It’s enough to
hear the voice of fear
and hide – or seek it out
and face the shame or
shadows. It’s enough
to set out to tame demons
and watch them multiply
instead. It’s enough to
be buffeted by the winds
of change and not blown
over. I and you and all
of us, more than enough.
From Enough by Danna Faulds
What’s the status of your “enough-ness meter?” How are you with having a sense of enough?
